Seriously. Fuck ticketmaster. One minute you think you have front row box seats to see Tom fucking Waits, next thing you know you can't find United fucking States in the list of countries my credit card is from. And oop, there goes the time limit. Fortunately, I did still get tickets. Nosebleed balcony seats, but seats nonetheless. But god, I
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